Please, let that morning lark take flight.
There are many things for the day;
Catch that worm early, save the night
Song of accomplishment, so gay.
Night owl, don't you dare drag your claws.
Flirting with larks past your bedtime.
Feathers together in wild maws.
Cleansing entwined souls, so sublime.
Fly-by-night rendezvous commence.
Can't set dates in transitioned tense.